Prologue
I do not own thee: I do not own Harvest Moon in any way at all, no matter how much I wish too.
I never expected life to be this hard. No one ever told me it would be, so I just never assumed. Does that make me a fool? I would think so.
As I crouch low in the bushes, I have to keep reminding myself why I'm doing this; for May. She's my niece. My stupid excuse for a sister left her her because her friend, Aja, convinced her that they should travel. Taking May wasn't part of their plans though. That's why she was left with her grandfather, her mother and I's dad. The Goddess knows that old bag of bones can barley take care of himself, let alone a little girl.
Quietly I enter the mine. Jewelry always sells for the most. I pocket a necklace for May. Her birthday is coming up pretty soon. She likes it when I give her things, and I like the gleam in her eyes and the smile on her mouth when I give her something new. She looks like my Mother.
Soon my bag is filled with the small treasures. I quickly head to the goddess pond to wash the dirt off of them; they always end up sparkly when I clean them there. I don't know why though, maybe because it's a sacred pond. It's said that the goddess herself lives there. But that's not true; at least I don't think it's true. I spend my nights there. Every single night except when it rains. I stay with May when it rains, she's always sad on those days. I would hate to stay inside like she's forced to.
At the pond, as I wipe dirt off of some earrings, I remember my past. When I was a little kid, playing cops and robbers with Harris and Ann. Of course I was always the robber, nobody wanted to be the thief so I did it out of curtsy. My mom raised me to be the gentleman that I still am today. I remember how my childhood friends always got mad when they couldn't catch me, I was best at running and hiding. I chuckle at the irony of it.
As I make my leave, the awaking rays of the sun dance on my silver locks. I am a thief. My life is an endless game of cops and robbers. And like when I was a kid, I am forever winning at this silly game. But now it's not so easy, now its real life and I am struggling to be the victor.
I never expected life to be this hard. No one ever told me it would be, so I just never assumed. Does that make me a fool? I would think so.